Rayne Carr enjoyed a nice ride through the quiet city. Just him and his Harley. Stars brightened the sky without a cloud to mar his vision. The State Boulevard Bridge was coming up and he liked to park there on his late nights and stare out at the water below with the city sounds behind him. It was peaceful after the day he'd had. Some days he hated being the oldest of six and head of his family. But only fleetingly, because he loved each and every one of his brothers and sisters and wouldn't trade them for anything.
He turned the corner and something seemed out of place. Was that--? It couldn't be. As Ray got closer he saw the back of a woman, her straight, long, black hair almost reaching a cute, firm ass covered by a short skirt. How she kept her balance on the handrail of the bridge in those heels, Ray had no idea. She had nice legs, but what the hell was she thinking?
Startling her was a bad idea. She'd fall for sure. He revved the bike to alert her before coming to a stop and lowering the kickstand. Traffic had been light so he figured he had to be the first one to see the woman. There was no way she'd be missed as a person drove by, the street lights had her illuminated. Ray took off his helmet, set it on the seat, put his blinkers on and casually walked over.
"Um. Excuse me. Miss? What exactly are you doing up there?" He spoke softly because he was a big bear of a man and didn't want to scare the poor thing. He knew he came off looking rough, being six-three with a barrel chest. The tats and beard probably didn't help either. He looked like what he was--a biker.
"I'm going to jump." The woman never turned around. Her voice was low and husky. It caressed his ears.
Ray moved closer so he could grab her hand and yank her off the rail if the ridiculous idea he'd just concocted to distract her from jumping failed.
"A kiss!" he blurted. "Could I kiss you goodbye? That is, if you really think you need to jump." Suave he wasn't, but he'd never been in a situation like this before and would hope if it was one of his siblings someone would try and help them any way they could.
The woman finally turned. She was a vision of beauty with high cheekbones, dark sherry- coloured eyes and a small pert nose. Red plump lips, just meant for kissing, framed the most gorgeous mouth. He couldn't tell how old she was. Her face had a timeless quality. She was short and slim and the shirt she was wearing hid her breasts so it looked like she had none, but that didn't distract from her looks at all.
"Okay, but no touching." The girl sat down on the railing and leaned towards him. Ray licked his lips in anticipation. He wanted the kiss more than he should. This woman was troubled and he was just trying to help.
Keep telling yourself that, Hoss. Maybe you'll believe it.
Ray ignored the inner voice and gently pressed his lips to the woman's. He'd only wanted to get her in a better position to drag her away from the edge, but it turned into more.
She whimpered and opened her mouth, touching his lips with her tongue. Ray opened to let her explore. She was hesitant at first, but that didn't last long. The woman tangled her hands in his hair and cradled him between her legs. Ray wanted to press their bodies together, but she resisted so he didn't push it.
Finally they broke apart. Ray was stunned. He'd never been kissed so passionately before. Sure, he'd had his fair share of women, and men for that matter, but something about the kiss was more than he'd ever thought possible.
"Damn, girl! A woman who kisses like that should not deprive the world of her talent. I'm Ray by the way. Rayne Carr. Please tell me why you're thinking of diving off the bridge." He rested his forehead on hers and hoped she would answer.
She pulled him closer and his dick hardened. This was so inappropriate it wasn't even funny. Wait, was that--?
"My parents. I...that is--don't hurt me, please-- but...my parents don't like that I dress like a woman. It's bad at home. Real bad and I thought...I wanted..." The voice trailed off.
Now that was not what Ray had expected. He backed up, but didn't release the wo--man. He took a better look and could see the slight bump of the Adams apple, and now that he wasn't as distracted by trying to save the person he could take in more detail, not that it mattered, the person in front of him was stunning no matter what their gender was.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" Ray could feel the pulse pounding in the wrist he held. "I'm not going to hurt you. Now talk to me. Please."
"Piper. Well, my full name is Charles Sylvester Piper III. But I prefer Piper." Piper tried to pull his hand away, but Rayne wasn't having it.
"Come with me." Ray tugged down Piper from the ledge. No way was this one taking a header. Sure, it wasn't a chick, but that didn't mean the guy should die because he was different. Fuck, if that was the case half his family would be at the bottom of the river.
"I don't think...maybe I should..." Piper looked around as if he was trying to find an escape route.
"Listen, I'm only going to offer you a place to chill. To think things over. Nothing is this bad. You hear me? Nothing. I'm not going to hurt you and I sure as hell don't want you to hurt yourself."
"But...I...you... That kiss?" The guy seemed confused.
Ray didn't blame him, not really. Most people wouldn't think he swung both ways and the guy was small, probably afraid Ray was going to pound his ass --and not in a good way. He had to get control of the situation so Piper knew it would be okay.
"Yeah, we kissed. Big fuckin' deal." Ray shrugged.
"But I'm a guy and..."
"So?" Ray cocked a brow, waiting for Piper to finish his sentence.
"Don't you want to beat me up?"
"Why? You into that kinda thing? Not that there's anything wrong with that, but it's not my deal." Ray put his hands in his pockets and rocked back, waiting to see how Piper would respond.
"Well, no. I don't think--this is all so confusing." Piper crumpled to the ground. At least he wasn't standing on the ledge anymore.
Ray got down on his haunches in front of Piper. "Piper, it's real simple. I'm headed home after a long day at work. Dinner, or I guess it'll be breakfast now, is probably getting cold. Come with me. Have a meal. Talk." Piper shook his head at that. "Okay, don't talk. Just eat and think about what you want to do from this point forward."
"Isn't it late for eating and why are you being so nice to me?" Piper put his arms around his knees and rocked back and forth.
Ray was about to answer when sirens flashed.